Tomorrow Ceiba and I will take Chris to the airport to fly out to DC for his State Department orientation. Then tomorrow afternoon, a woman is coming to pick up my greenhouse plant collection, which she bought a few weeks ago.
Ceiba & I this past spring
Wow... it's going to be a rough day.
When I say how excited and optimistic I am for the future, it's honest and deep felt. But letting go isn't always the easiest thing to do. Whether it be deciding we don't need 50 handmade family doilies, parting with plants acquired over 15 years, sneaking happy-meal toys to the trash or taking your spouse to the airport (for maybe 3 weeks or maybe 3 months) - it isn't easy. Being a sentimental sap really is not a desirable trait when trying to move your household. We brought home more Johnson "stuff" than would ever be used, but it was sentimental at the time. I am learning to live on memories and pictures and trying to get better at liquidating material things. Though gratifying, it is a slow (but thorough) process.
A good friend said to me "change is never comfortable". I find that being my mantra these days. I make lists on paper and in my head, conquer a room at a time, jump each hurdle and press on. For the finish line is just beyond my line of sight, and oh how we want to get there!